My Three Vampire Lovers

Blue Eyes

His ocean blue eyes met with hers. His curly blond hair was the perfect length, not too short, not too long, clean shaven. His features were very different to his brothers, who had dark hair. A flood of emotions filled her stomach, the feelings of familiarity, and Lust began to creep in side of her. Had she met this man before?

"My name is Mason. I hear you are the new housewife." he said without even looking up at her. "House keeper, Elizabeth." were all the words she could muster, not taking her eyes off of his handsome face, his eyes like dreamy pools of a thirst quenching blue, his dirty blond curly hair and rugged beard all coming together to form a work of art, she had never seen a man so beautiful, but his tone was somewhat rude and Elizabeth didn't like that. He looked up at Elizabeth, and then the look of confusion enveloped his face, "Elizabeth?" he questioned. "Last time I checked, and as far as I am aware, it has not changed since." she taunted, which was incredibley out of character for Elizabeth who was usually good with polite first impressions and staying proper no matter what, but something about this man brought out a different side to her and she felt Intrigued.

"Right. Well I won't need anything from you during my stay, I keep my own room tidy, I don't eat at home and I am not much for conversation so I can't imagine we will need to see much of eachother." He said. Elizabeth, still in awe of his appearance, quickly snapped herself out of the hypnotised gaze. Despite his angelic appearance, his presence felt so intimidating and masculine, and for the first time in her life, she felt as though she wanted to submit. Elizabeth remembered James saying Mason would be here and that he was the final brother she was yet to meet, but he looked so different to his brothers.

A warm, gentle hand caressed her hip and then moved closer to her bum, "I missed you, my love." he said. "Mason!" she gasped as her head moved from being nestled into his shoulder, looking up to the sky. Her mouth opened, and he planted a gentle kiss on her lips and then her neck. Another hand joined her body from behind, making its way towards her stomach and then to her core. A rush of excitement filled her body, and she began to feel herself getting wet. "James!" she groaned as all four hands found her body, causing her n*****s to harden.

Mason looked up, and the memory began to fade. He made his way to his room, making sure to avoid Elizabeth's path. She felt a pit in her stomach. What did she do wrong? was it because she taunted him, will he fire her? She hurriedly followed him but wasnt able to catch up to him, as he opened his bedroom door, the room was tidy, clean and also very white, there was a computer at a desk and a comfortable looking computer chair tucked neatly underneath, "Can I help you?" Said Mason, with the sound of confusion in his tone, "Have I done something wrong, Mr Lock?" "Apart from following me to my room like a lost puppy?" he teased even now. "I.. just mean that..." The look of disbelief fell upon her face. She really just followed this man to his bedroom for no good reason. "I'm sorry, Mr Lock." she bowed her head in embarrassment. "There is no need to pull that face, and please, can you call me Mason." he said in a kinder tone. "Of course, Mason..."

She turned around and walked down the stairs making her way to the kitchen, Mason closed and locked his bedroom door behind him and sat on his bed, his member was so hard from just a simple interact, he knew this wouldn't work, he couldn't tell if he wanted to f**k her or have her for his Breakfast, he closed his eyes and pictured her soft red lips and gentle gaze, he felt the blood rushing to his groin and he bit his lip. Stroking his glory, he moaned out as he began to tug faster and harder until... there was a knock at the door! "Elizabeth!" Mason said excitedly. "No, brother." It was James. He had forgotten his cufflinks much to his dismay. If only he had remembered them, he could have avoided this interaction. " I'm leaving now. You need to be on your best behaviour while I am gone. You should probably hurry up and finish that. Keep your hands off of her." James sighed. Unfortunately for James, vampires had an incredibly good sense of hearing, and he knew exactly what his brother was doing. "Wait!" Mason exclaimed. he jumped up and ran to the door, "What." James replied. He didn't have time for this he was already running late. "She looks familiar, no?" Mason asked his brother, "Does it matter? She isn't Emily please don't go harrassing her, you are the reason we only get older housekeepers, can you keep your hands off this one, or we will be forced to let her go and hire an older woman or perhaps a man." James replied. "You know that wouldn't stop me." Mason winked.

James made his way back in to the kitchen and smiled at Elizabeth who was doing some washing up, she turned around and her heart raced, these brothers are so handsame but none of the brothers wore a wedding band, perhaps they were all single? Surely not, she thought to her self, it was very unlikely three handsome, successful men would all be single. They must have women throwing themselves at them. "See you later, Elizabeth." James said casually before leaving through the arched door.

Outside there were three cars, all expensive looking and all black. Just as he stepped out the door, a fourth car appeared. It was a black limousine, very clean, driven by an older gentleman. "Hello Winston." James called out as he walked closer to the car, Winston exited the car and came round to open the door for James. "Good morning, Mr Lock." replied Winston. "How many times have I told you, I know how to open a car door." James chuckled. "I have lost count, sir." Winston replied before closing the door behind James and returning to his seat and driving off.

Elizabeth stood in the kitchen, looking out of the window. She watched as the car disappeared into the distance. Once the car was out of sight she returned to cleaning the manor, she made her way in to the study with a cloth and duster, she was wearing a black dress, it was far too warm for her usual blouse and trousers, it was a good job she packed the dress as the house had no air conditioning and was incredibley warm. She made her way around the room slowly, ensuring she was quiet so she wouldn't disturb Mason upstairs, she assumed he was asleep, she looked over at the bookshelf and saw it was completely full of books, "He must really enjoy reading." she said out loud. Elizabeth made her way to the desk and found an open book. As she went to pick it up to read the title, she heard a creak, "Exuse me." a voice called from behind her, she dropped the book in panic, "I am so sorry!" she exclaimed. A piece of paper fell from the book, it slid ever so slightly under the chair, she was caught off guard so much so that she didn't even notice the piece of paper, she turned around to a tall figure stood in the doorway, it was Mason. "Don't be, in fact, I should be the one apologising for frightening you." he said.

"I just came to say that I think I will stay for dinner, if it is not too late to change my mind of course?" he asked, although it didn't feel like a question, more of a suggestion. "Of course, I am making a Lasagne." she replied without even thinking, "Thank you, Miss Elizabeth." Mason said. Something about the way he said it made her feel warm and at ease, which was a completely different feeling to the one she had during their first interaction.

He turned away from her and smiled, "Both." he thought to himself, answering the question he had asked himself earlier that morning.